River

And you are no longer river to me
 And you are no longer river to me
 Though your coarsing remain
 Eager to acquaint me
 And you are no longer docile stream
 And you are no longer docile stream
 Though your patience proves you into ease
 And once this spark met kindling
 Forgets its gentle ambling
 Becoming heat, becoming steam
 Becoming luminescent glee
 Atoms splinter, sparkling
 Alive and nimble symmetry
 And all along, this glistening
 Blankets we and everything
 Shadows dance triumphantly
 A wordless whisper sighs and pleas
 Little deaths envelope thee
 You and I and a flame make three
 You and I and a flame make three
 You and I and a flame make three
 And you are not glassy bay to me
 And you are not glassy bay to me
 Though my tired fleet abides in your gentle breeze
 And you are now vast and open sea
 And my mind travels you endlessly
 And you beckon, toss and toss and swallow me
 And once this spark met kindling
 Forgets its gentle ambling
 Becoming heat, becoming steam
 Becoming luminescent glee
 Atoms splinter, sparkling
 Alive and nimble symmetry
 And all along, this glistening
 Blankets we and everything
 Shadows dance triumphantly
 A wordless whisper sighs and pleas
 Little deaths envelop thee
 You and I and a flame makes three
 You and I and a flame make three